Chapter 345
Author: Pen thinker
last update2026-06-23 21:10:42

The owner stood near the door.

He had sent several text messages in the intervening time—coordinating with his secretary, confirming details, making sure that everything was prepared correctly so that when the documents arrived they could proceed smoothly and without complication.

He glanced at Raymond several times during the wait.

Each time, his expression carried that same quality—respect mixed with something that was close to awe, the look of someone who has just been reminded that the worl
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